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C. 7

BILLIE AND A HARD PLACE

I was in rage mode. I was attacked last night, and all of the wounds were gone. But I was still attacked I can still feel the blows of the punches to my face! That guy cannot get away with what he did.

So I'm going to the police station. 

After I go home and change and get a snack. I can't show up to a station full of cops with blood on my shirt and my body, that's like a no-no. I've got to take a shower, burn the clothes maybe? I mean it's my blood, but it still doesn't look good on my part.

I reached my building door and my hand automatically reached into my back pocket for my keys but they weren't there. My keys! 

"Dammit, where the hell did I leave them?" I cursed myself pacing around the steps of my apartment building thinking of an answer.

And as I paced and paced, someone came out the door. And not just any someone, it was Ms.Grant. "Billie, I haven't seen you in so long I was just about to go down to the station and-" Her words stopped when she looked me over.

My clothes.

"I've been with my friends this whole time no need to worry about me, and this!" I exclaimed, holding the door open behind me for dear life, I gestured to the blood stains. "Just a filming thing I'm doing with my friend no need to worry about me! I've gotta run though, have a good day!"

I managed to leave the older woman struck as I headed inside. I didn't even want to take the elevator- what if I ran into someone else I knew? I ran up three flights of stairs and made it all the way to my apartment door. 

"Fuck! My keys!" I shouted again, looking around the empty hallway.

This building was a somewhat nice place. If you don't count my next door neighbor's shouts at her cat and the creaky floors. But one thing I had in luck for me today was that everyone had a spare key for their door. 

Now, I never thought I'd use the spare key because I never thought I'd end up in this situation. Bloodied and supernatural. So my key has been siting at the ledge of the door for months collecting dust.

I jumped up and swung my arm over the ledge and caught it. It sent dust flying into the hallway but I could handle that. My fingers took the key and unlocked my door. 

"Home sweet home!" I mumbled, letting myself in and locking the for behind me. As soon as I did, I put my key on the kitchen table and I started peeling off the clothes that were tainted red and waltzed into the bathroom. If anyone were to walk into my apartment right now they'd probably think I was a serial killer or a looney.

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I walked out of the steamy bathroom and read the clock. 

7:50

Time to head down to the station and let the cops know there is a ver vicious guy on the loose. I grabbed a bag, putting some essentials in there. A can of mace, some money, etc. I was going to put my phone in my bag but I've misplaced that too. 

"Hold on." I said to myself, grabbing my key from the table and digging through the cabinets for string. I had just brought some  to hang something on the wall not to long ago. "Ah!" I gleamed as the white string showed itself.

I cut a piece and looped it through the key hole and placed it around my neck. "Now, I'll never lose you."

And next thing I knew I was out the door- locking it after me, and headed to the station.

I faintly remember the station being somewhere around here, just not sure where. I headed back outside my apartment building and looked down the street. Where was the station? I walked down my block to the next for another look.